Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
1. Swim Diapers/Nappies (cause I am bilingual): Do you think they really do much? I mean, I suppose they can withhold certain solids from entering the pool. But do they really provide a barrier between pool water and baby bodily fluid? I submit, not. Now, don't get your swim diaper in a knot, I still use them. But let's just say we've had a few incidents where I wondered if it was as effective as it was meant to be.
Wanna invite us to come swim?
2. Bcc: I personally feel that not enough people are aware of the Blind Carbon Copy function in email. What do you think? This week alone, I've gotten three emails from different folks who sent their messages to at least 200 addressees. I had to scroll, and scroll and SCROLL down to get to the body of the message. On an iPhone, it takes like, multiple seconds to do that. Annoying! Plus, what if all those folks didn't want to make their email address visible to me? I might spam them. I might! I could!
Can we start an awareness campaign? A grass-roots type of movement? Maybe T-shirts with "I B(cc). U B(cc)." Hmmm, maybe not. Let's work on that. Ya know, I wasn't aware of Bcc until 4 or 5 years ago. May I share this great knowledge with you, too? The next time you're sending a mass email, put your own email address in the "To" line, then click on "Add Bcc" in gmail, or if you have a yahoo account, "Show Bcc". Then paste alllll those 532 addresses in there, never again to see the light of day. And there will be much rejoicing.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
We all had a great time wandering around, threatening to send Nate to live in the monkey house, and chasing Grace through the seal exhibit.
Highlights for the kids included: watching the elephants poop,
(One word about that: volume.) And also climbing on the statue of the baby giraffe. Mind you, the real giraffes were right there, but they didn't really get much attention.
Now as much as I enjoy watching elephants poop (volume!), my favorite thing at the zoo is the bird show. I'm not even all that into birds, but it's really impressive, and it's set right on the shore, overlooking the harbour. Right on cue, birds fly in from all over, swooping over the audience. It's fun, and really--there are some amazing birds in this country.
When we go to the zoo, the bird show is always on the must-do list. So, when you come to Sydney (of course you want to--duh!) call me and we'll go to the zoo. Okay?
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Here's Ava's "hat". She wanted to make a chicken mask this year. Because as you know, nothing says "He is Risen!" like poultry! When we went away to the Hunter Valley, the kids missed a couple days of school. Apparently, Ava's class was told while we were gone to bring their hat-making supplies in the following Monday. So that Monday morning, Ava's teacher texted me to let me know they'd be working on the hats later that day. (Which was really nice of her.) I raced to the mall and bought a mask and some feathers. And lo, a chicken mask was born. Or at least, something with eye-holes and feathers glued to it. She loved it. And for good measure, we stuck a chicken to a headband with a pipe cleaner.
Just for that little extra something. Oh yeah, I think it paid off. I think a wind-up chicken could be the new go-to accessory of the season. When in doubt: chicken headband. Remember that.
Nate and his buddy came up with this. I'm not really sure what to call it--an Easter helmet maybe? When he had it on, it covered his face, and there was a horizontal slit for his eyes.
I don't have any closeup photos of Nate's hat, cause let's be honest...it wasn't much to look at. A tube of posterboard with some stickers and chocolate eggs taped on it. But he was thrilled with it, and enjoyed marching around in front of the school. What I love about those pictures is how he's chatting to those older boys. That's his "buddy" sitting with him, and Nate just talked and laughed with those boys like they were the same age. I just love his confidence. Of course I'm biased, but he's such a charmer.
Now we're a few days into school holidays and no one is going crazy yet! So that's a good sign.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Or perhaps I'll just take this knife here, and swirl the jam and cream together. Then, I'd like to smear it everywhere--not only on the scone, but all over me, too.
(If that chick behind me thinks I'm sharing this scone, she'll be waiting a long time. Sharing is for wimps.)
Finally, I'd like to close our time together by refusing to eat the scone, and screaming when you take the knife away. Is that acceptable?
I'm so glad we've had this little talk.
Friday, April 1, 2011
This was our ride. A tall ship built in 1922. The guy who captains it is a shipwright and restored it and runs tours with it. They serve a buffet dinner on board while you cruise around. Even though the weather was less than ideal, we had a lovely time.
I wanted to include a photo of the four of us, cause we asked one of our fellow passengers to take one with my phone. But the gentleman was a little bewildered by the whole process, plus the boat was a-rockin', and the picture turned out blurry. I didn't have the heart to ask him to take another.
I was a little nervous about the whole trip. Pregnancy, you see, has permanently altered my inner ear. Or something. And now, even as a non-preggo person, I get seasick pretty easily. Sometimes I can't even go on the swings at the park. When I was pregnant with Ava, Jason and I took a "last hurrah" vacay to St. Martin. We went snorkeling one day, and not only did I throw up over the side of the boat on the way out to the site, I felt queasy while floating on the water snorkelling. Who gets seasick from that? Me. I do. Last night, the weather was a little windy and rainy and when the boat docked for us to come aboard, she was rolling up and down. Eek.
Then I got more nervouser when we all had to crowd onto the front of the boat for the welcome talk. Up and down, up and down. Jason kept looking at me, to "check" on me. Spying him out of the corner of my eye, I said, "Stop it. Don't look at me and don't ask me if I'm okay. That makes it worse!" (I am so easy to live with.)
But I was fine! Once we got moving, it was very smooth. And I could let Jason look at me again. I could eat! I could enjoy the ride without looking for out-of-the-way places to be sick. Yay!
As we sailed along, Jason's mom (Jan) asked me if I ever get tired of the city. Nope. It's pretty spectacular. As cities go, I don't know of many that are prettier.
Here's a shot as we passed under the Harbour Bridge.
After this, we took Mike and Jan to the top of the Shangri-La Hotel. There's a bar on the 36th floor, with stunning, panoramic views of the city. Jason and I like to go there occasionally--we actually went last weekend with our neighbors-- and pretend that we always live this way; sitting in comfy chairs, looking out at the glittering city below. If you squint a little, and ignore the other patrons, you can pretend it's your penthouse apartment. (A few of you may wonder if pastors can even go to bars. Like, if you do, do you have to relinquish your membership card or something? It's okay, we cleared it with the Boss.)
(I just have to limit my tabletop dancing.)
(I'm kidding. I don't really have to limit it.)
(I'm kidding again! See how I did that? )
Ya know, sometimes when you've seen photos of a landmark all your life, you don't really expect it to be all that impressive in person. Sydney delivers, though. And for us, it never gets old. Now, if I could just transport everyone I love here, along with all my favorite discount shopping, life would be perfect.